I could only watch As the people that helped me out of my egg Took flight As my seniors that showed me how to walk Spread their wings As my friends who showed me that path to the skies Left for the clouds Now, as I watch over the baby birds, I know that soon, I too will have to leave.
Faces leave like birds in the winter Except sometimes they don't return
(Another passing out parade is coming up, and I dont know if I'll cry or celebrate at mine)